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Death

The day goes by. I still wish you were on my side. To laugh and have fun. But, your day has come. There will be no more laughs, only tears. I will feel pain, with horrible fears. I still miss you. You died too young. I would give my left lung to have you back. That’s a true fact. You left me here to cry. But I let you die.
Written by gary
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